The night you said nothing back
Was the night I knew it was over
It hurt my heart pretty bad
I muffled my tears with the covers
At first I though maybe
You just had plans
Then a month passed
As I cried into my hands
I didn't think we'd end
At least not that soon
And the next day when I woke
I had tear-streaked cheeks by noon
What you did genuinely hurt
But now that's in the past
I'm finally free from grief;
Happiness at last
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The Conflicted Color Pallet
Puisithis is more or less my diary shared to literally the entire world. have fun exploring my deepest thoughts.
